The Door Beyond

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There is a wall within the air,

Untouchable yet always there,

A wall I see with hidden eyes

That watch the long-forgotten skies


Take a step into the night

And spread your mind to spectral flight

But harken for the end of all

The ever looming, ceaseless wall


If only I could be unreal

Freed from the real

Snapped from the reel


Then all I am could freely soar

And in that wall would be a door.

Poetry by Koray BirenheideWhere stories live. Discover now